i hate this hellsite

one thing about me is that i always assume that everyone knows the plot of les mis even though theoretically that's probably not true....

iykyk

“Be serious,” said Enjolras. “I am wild,” replied Grantaire. Enjolras meditated for a few moments, and made the gesture of a man who has taken a resolution. “Grantaire,” he said gravely, “I consent to try you. You shall go to the Barrière du Maine.” Grantaire lived in furnished lodgings very near the Café Musain. He went out, and five minutes later he returned. He had gone home to put on a Robespierre waistcoat. “Red,” said he as he entered, and he looked intently at Enjolras. Then, with the palm of his energetic hand, he laid the two scarlet points of the waistcoat across his breast.

me and who please

sometimes a drink feels like family

Some more sketches, this time of Enjolras. I imagine he is giving quite the speech here.

so this isnt what happened during drink with me?????

So what Les Mis fandom is dead SO WHAT IVE BEEN READING FICS FROM 2013 ITS HOW I COPE

Enjolras and Grantaire redraw sketch of Salman Toor's The Green Bar

exchanging tender looks right in front of the firing squad 😳👉👈